Chapter 89: IS SHE REALLY HIS?

Vivian/ CAELAN/ASTON

Mimi stared at Caelan in disbelief. "What is Caelan doing here?"

He glanced at Vivian, then back at Caelan.

He said to himself. "I thought he ended things with Vivian? What kind of on-and-off relationship are these two having? Or is it Caelan or Vivian that doesn’t want to let go?"

Caelan’s eyes immediately shifted toward Mimi. A low growl escaped his throat.

Mimi’s ears twitched. He got so mad with the direct eye contact they made with each other.

Caelan didn’t answer. He took a step toward Vivian.

Vivian instinctively moved backward.

Another step. She moved back again. Caelan kept approaching.

The atmosphere inside the room suddenly became tense. Vivian’s heart pounded.

Why is he coming so close?

The way he had appeared through her window in the middle of the night already made her nervous.

Now he was walking toward her like he had come here looking for trouble.

"Caelan..."

She swallowed. "What are you doing?"

He stopped only a few steps away from her. His icy gaze remained fixed on her.

At that moment, neither of them spoke.

Vivian’s heartbeat grew louder.

This man really knows how to scare people.

Caelan heard her loud heartbeat and suddenly turned away.

He walked toward the nearest chair and sat down.

CRACK! The chair immediately collapsed beneath him. Caelan remained sitting there for a second.

Vivian’s eyes widened.

She covered her mouth. Her shoulders began trembling.

She tried desperately not to laugh. Is he here to perform a fun show for me?

Her face turned red. Caelan slowly lifted his head.

Their eyes met. "Laugh if you want," he said.

Vivian immediately looked away. She heaved a sigh of relief. "I wasn’t laughing."

"You were."

"No."

"You were."

Vivian pressed her lips together. A tiny snort escaped.

Caelan’s expression darkened. "Don’t hold it in."

Vivian finally burst out laughing.

"Hahaha!"

She covered her stomach. "I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to!"

Caelan stared at the broken chair beneath him. His expression was completely emotionless.

Vivian tried to calm herself. After a few seconds, she wiped the corner of her eye.

"I’m done."

Caelan said nothing. Vivian took a deep breath. Then her expression became serious. "What do you want?"

Caelan looked at her. Vivian folded her arms. "I already told you. Our relationship has ended."

"I know."

"Then why are you here?"

Caelan didn’t answer immediately.

Instead, his gaze moved around the room.

His eyes landed on the broken window.

Then the scattered furniture. Then the small room. "Because I know you don’t mean it. You have been staring at me anytime we met in the same place. I knew you were missing me. So I came to you."

Vivian rolled her eyes. "I am sure it was you always staring at me."

He came close to her..his hands on her shoulders. He looked down to her sleeveless night gown. Her nipples slipped out from the side of her gown. He carefully covered it with her dress.

Vivian froze in that spot. His fingers were on her skin. She looked up to him. He showed no lewdness in his eyes. Like a Male smitten by a woman..He looked at her like brother in-law who is okay going out of boundaries with his sister-in law. He sees their little skin interaction as Normal..since he believed him and Vivian had already had intimacy. So touching her like that was normal. He strongly believes she is his.

His eyebrows slightly furrowed. "What are you doing in Ignora?"

Vivian blinked. "Ignora?"

"Yes."

He looked back at her. "This place isn’t suitable for you. Look at your PERFECT skin now reddish."

Vivian’s lips twitched.

Here we go again. He flirts without knowing.

Caelan continued. "I’ll arrange a ship."

Vivian stared at him. "You don’t have to."

"I’ll arrange one anyway."

He spoke as if her opinion didn’t matter. "I’ll send several guards with you. They’ll escort you back to Haxia."

Vivian opened her mouth. To say something.

Caelan continued before she could speak. "Shh...If you don’t have anywhere to stay, you can stay at my residence. No one will find you there."

Vivian stared at him.

His residence?

She shook her head. "Caelan, that’s not necessary."

"This house is awful."

Vivian looked around. She couldn’t exactly disagree. The place had already been turned upside down by the investigators.

Caelan’s eyes swept over the room.

"How are you able to live here?"

Vivian frowned. "What is wrong with it? I am okay here."

"Everything."

He looked at the broken furniture. "The room is small."

His eyes moved toward the old table. "The furniture is cheap."

He glanced toward the kitchen. "The facilities are inadequate."

Vivian’s lips twitched.

He’s inspecting my house like he’s conducting a military inspection.

Caelan looked back at her."I know you." His voice softened slightly. "You hate places like this."

Vivian became quiet.

"You always wanted luxury."

He continued. "You complained whenever you had to stay somewhere uncomfortable. You hated simple rooms. You hated cheap furniture. You couldn’t even sleep properly without the things you were used to."

His eyes narrowed. "But now..."

He looked around again. "You’re living here."

Vivian didn’t answer.

Caelan stared at her for a long moment.

"This isn’t like you."

His voice became quieter.

"Vivian..."

He paused.

"What is wrong with you? Is because of Isacc Death that made you lose your true self."

He wrapped his hands around her small waist. And presses her to him. "I know you don’t want to say it but you miss Isaac. You know if he is under my jurisdiction. I would have taken care of him. Your Sister Elena said Your Beast Father got your Mother drunk to have you. I know he isn’t of good character. But he is still your Father so I respect it."

She pulled his hands off with force.."What do you mean by that?"

He hugged her, she pushed him.

Mimi growled angrily, he couldnt hold it anymore. The hands touching was too much for him to see as her First Beast husband. He instantly transformed into a huge wolf.